Poem by Anonymous

To an Enemy

Thou speak’st always ill of me, 
I always speak well of thee. 
But spite of all our noise and pother, 
The world believes nor one nor t’ other. 

Anon. 
[From the Latin of George Buchanan.] 

1. Loch Ina
2. Barthram’s Dirge
3. Ettrick Banks
4. The Banks o’ Glaizart
5. Fare Ye Weel, My Auld Wife

Anna Branch To an Enemy ("I saw thee once. I shall know thee ever")

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